Mystery of love by David gray..
Few lines i like from the song..
A tangle of tongues
Flesh flowers and thistles
Of conscience, spittle and skin
We can't change the past
So we'll raise this cup to our lips
And drink it all in
And meantime back in civilisation
The rain is cold as steel
But the mystery of love
It just keep growing
The more my heart reveals
As sure as the rose
The bright day blooms
As surely still it fades
And the night kindles stars
On empty winds
And ghosts along the colonnades
And slow but sure
The sands are falling
As the bridge burns
Beneath the wheel
And the mystery of love
It just keeps growing
The more my heart reveals
The more my heart reveals..
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